Jill Stingray Listens to your Drunk Ramblings and does the Stanky Leg

Welcome to VA-11 HALL-A, but we're lazy and don't want to infringe copyright so we call it "Vallhallabar" After a bad day you decide to go outside, walk around aimlessly and breathe some fresh air, at least as fresh as nanomachine-infested air is, when you find a small bar down an alleyway. Thinking drowning your sorrows in alcohol is a good idea, you step in and sit down on the counter, where a bartender greets you. Will you open up your life to her? And there's no other option so you will have to 'fess up.